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A small look into what my personal experiences in Mozambique are like. Written as a stream of consciousness, these are my thoughts, my successes and my failures. Life is all about the moments that we live in. I hope that the moment you take out of your life to read this blog is a positive one. The views and opinions in this blog are my own and do not reflect those of the U.S. Government or U.S. Peace Corps.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

leaving, on a jet plane. don't know when i'll be back again. . . .

Last full day in Mozambique, as a PCV.
Those are some pretty intense words.

I fly out tomorrow morning with a fellow Moz 18er, landing in DC on Saturday morning. America. Wow.

 I’ve been avoiding writing a blog post about my exit from Mozambique and the closing of my peace corps service for a bit now. Perhaps its because I’ve been trying to wrap my mind around the fact that this life is about to be in the rearview mirror, and that it truly was a ‘once in a lifetime’ experience. I have had immense joy, sadness, frustration, anxiety, elation, and everything else in between (sometimes all in one day). I have grown as a person in ways that I would have never imagined. The experiences gained from this adventure are insurmountable to anything that I’ve had the opportunity to do before, and I only hope to build upon them.

Mozambique can be an incredibly trying and frustrating place. The travel sucks, it gets very hot, and work can bring immense headaches and emotional breakdowns (refer to past blog posts). But on the opposite side of the coin, the people here are so unbelievably kind and welcoming, the landscapes are spectacular, the food amazing, and the adventures fulfilling.

The three years spent here, were not time wasted. Including this third year with all of its frustrations, sadness, and anxiety. It helped me grow emotionally, physically and professionally. Adversity is always a challenge, it is how to handle it, and recover from it - -learning lessons as we go - - using hindsight to not let it happen again.

As I say my final goodbyes via phone calls, whatsapp messages, and long hugs here in the Peace Corps office, I’m reminded of so many good days spent in Quissico, with my friends and family (Mozambican and American) and the numerous adventures I was privy to in the north this past year. 

Sunshine, sand, surf, mountains and forests of Mozambique will be in my heart forever. Couve, matapa, and every other food in between will never be far from my thoughts. And the people, friendships, and family that were forged here will last forever.

Thank you Mozambique.
It has truly been a spectacular adventure.


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